This troop of more than twenty thousand people headed southward, neither too slowly nor too quickly. Firstly, because there were women like Princess Qin in the group, whose presence mattered somewhat, and secondly, Yu Wenye had to take care of his own injury. Although the pain had temporarily been forgotten during the battle after being burnt by the charcoal earlier, complications arose later. He hadn't even told Shang Ruyi that the doctor had removed a large patch of rotten flesh from his shoulder before barely stitching up the wound. Now, half of his shoulder was numb, and if he wasn't careful, that arm might be in jeopardy.
Thus, they traveled in starts and stops, and soon it was the early morning of the third day.
